I ain't no joke, I use to let the mic smoke
   Now I slam it when I'm done and make sure it's broke
   When i'm gone I wrote this song cuz I won't let
   Nobody press up and mess up to seen I set
   I like to stand in a crowd and watch the people wonder damn
   Bu think about it then you'll understand
   I'm just an addict addicted to music
   Maybe it's a habit, I gotta use it
   Even if it's jazz or the quiet storm
   I hook a beat up convert it in a hip-hop form
   Write a rhyme in graffitti in every show you see me in
   Deep concentration cuz I'm no comedian
   Jokers are wild if you wanna be tame
   I treat you like a child then you're gonna be named
   Another enemy, not even a friend of me
   Cuz you'll get fried in the end if you pretend to be
   ?Can be? cuz I just put your mind on pause
   And I can beat you when you compare my rhyme wit yours
   I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stun
   Remember me, the one you got your idea from
   But soon you start to suffer but you only get rougher
   When you start to stutter that's when you had enuff of
   Biting it, I make you choke, you can't provoke
   You can't cope, you should of broke cuz I ain't no joke
  
   I got a question, it's serious as cancer
   Who can keep the average dancer
   Hyper as a heart attack nobody smiling
   Cuz you're expressing the rhyme that I'm styling
   This is what we all sit down to write
   You can't make it so you take it home, break it and bite
   Use pieces and bits of all the hip-hop hits
   Get the style down pack then it's time to ?swit?
   Put my tape on pause and add some more to yours
   Then you figure you're ready for the neighborhood chores
   The E-M-C-E-E don't even try to be
   When you come up to speak, don't even lie to me
   You like to exaggerate, dream and imaginate
   Then change the rhyme around, that can aggravate me
   So when you see me come up, freeze
   Or you'll be one of those 7 MC's
   They think that I'm a new jack but only if they knew that
   They who think wrong are they who can't do that
   Style that I'm doing, they might ruin
   Patterns of paragraphs based on you and
   Your offbeat DJ, if anything he play
   Sound familiar, I'll wait til E say
   Play 'em, so I'ma have to dis and broke
   You could get a smack for this, I ain't no joke
  
   I hold the microphone like a grudge
   B'll hold the record so the needle don't budge
   I hold a conversation cuz when I invent
   I nominated my DJ the presdient
   When I'm see I'll, people freestyle, going steadily
   So pucker up and whistle my melody
   But whatever you do, don't miss one
   They'll be another rough rhyme after this one
   Before you know it, you're following and fiending
   Waiting for the punchline to get the meaning
   Like before the middle of my story I'm telling
   Nobody beats the R so stop yelling
   Save it, put it in your pocket for later
   Cuz I'm moving the crowd and be a record fader
   No interruptions and the mic is broke
   When I'm gone, then you can joke
   Cuz everything is real on a serious tip
   Keep playing and I varies quick
   And take you for a walk through hell
   Feed your dome then watch your eyeballs swell
   Guide you out of triple stage darkness
   When it get dark again then I'ma spark this
   Microphone cuz the heat is on, you see smoke
   And I'm finish when the beat is gone, I'm no joke